Chapter 1181

Chu Xuan was thoughtful.

The giant spirit tribe centurion Ju Tai?

The giant spirit tribe's cultivation system immediately emerged in his mind.

The giant spirit tribe is different from the human race after all, and has its own unique cultivation system.

All the giant spirit tribe cultivates qi and blood, that is, it is born to cultivate the body.

The centurion leader, who leads a thousand giant spirit soldiers, corresponds to the human race's Hedao monks.

The centurion leader, corresponds to the human race's Lianxu monks.

The decapitation leader, corresponds to the human race's Out-of-body monks.

Below are ordinary giant spirit soldiers.

The most ordinary giant spirit soldier's qi and blood can also compete with the human race's Huashen monks.

However, the giant spirit tribe is not as prosperous as the human race.

As far as Chu Xuan knows, the giant spirit tribe only had tens of thousands of people during its heyday.

It was the period when the eight-armed venerable lived.

"I didn't expect him to come in person." Chu Xuan shook his head.

"Please come in." He waved his hand, and a winding road opened up in the mist.

Jutai and Yuanfeng walked in together.

Yuanfeng said helplessly, "Captain Jutai, why did you come here in person? Isn't it enough for the old monk to persuade Fellow Daoist Xuan?"

Jutai didn't say anything else, but knelt on one knee, "Lord Xuantian, I beg you to help save my Juling people!"

"Whatever you want, I will agree to it!"

His tone was extremely earnest.

Chu Xuan still sat on the stone bench, motionless.

"I am just a Hedao, how can I save the Juling people."

"Besides, you are only the leader of the Red Clan now, not the leader of the entire Juling people."

"Even if this matter is settled and Babi Zun is successfully resurrected, then he will be the one who has the final say in the Juling people, and the agreement between you and me will naturally be invalidated."

"How can I believe your promise?"

His words were straightforward, but flawless, and he made it clear what was going on.

Jutai was speechless.

Yuanfeng was impressed.

After a while, Jutai said solemnly, "Xuan Tianjun, I invite you over, partly because of your strong strength."

"But the bigger reason is that our Red Clan and some White Clan people secretly believe that you are the destined person to awaken the Eight-Armed Lord."

Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows.

Yuan Feng was also stunned for a moment, "Old friend, what do you mean by this?"

"How come Hedao Tianjun of my human race has become the destined person of your Juling Clan?"

Jutai did not speak, but took out a seal.

Chu Xuan's eyes swept over it and his heart was shocked.

Isn't this the appearance of the Xuanwu Seal?

It's just that it is much smaller than the Xuanwu Seal, and the patterns on the surface are much simpler.

It's like a degraded version of the Xuanwu Seal.

Yuan Feng noticed Chu Xuan's eyes and was also thoughtful.

Ju Tai said solemnly, "This item was given to the Eight-armed Lord by the Ancient Emperor. Before the Eight-armed Lord used himself as bait to go to Zhifeng Mountain, he left this item to me, the descendant of the Red Clan."

"The Eight-armed Lord once said that this item was the key to his resurrection, and the Ancient Emperor hid the secret in it."

"The owner of the Black Tortoise Seal will know it at a glance."

After that, he placed the small seal on the stone table in front of Chu Xuan.

Ju Tai said in a deep voice, "Since you are the new owner of the Black Tortoise Seal, this item should be given to you."

"Whether you are willing or not, I will wait for your answer."

Then he pulled Yuan Feng out of Lingyun Valley together.

After they all walked out of Lingyun Valley, Chu Xuan looked at the seal.

"Brother Turtle, do you recognize this seal?"

The white jade turtle lazily stepped on its four hooves, opened its small black bean-like eyes, and looked at the seal.

After a while, it nodded vaguely.

"Meow, meow meow meow."

Chu Xuan, "Do you know it?"

"Meow." The white jade turtle nodded.

"How do I open it?" Chu Xuan asked again.

The white jade turtle spitted on it.

The latter melted away instantly.

There were two jade bricks in it.

One was a white jade brick that stored information!

The other was a red jade brick, its use was unknown.

As usual, Chu Xuan first used the washbasin to look at the white jade brick to confirm that there was no danger, and then infused his spiritual consciousness to read the information in it.

"I have a premonition that after this battle, I will ascend to heaven early and will not be able to completely kill the evil beast, so I left this thing."

"It is to awaken the last trace of the true spirit of the Eight Arms, revive it, and help the Immortal Alliance."

"It is also to leave a way for the new owner of the Black Tortoise Seal to save his life."

"This is the last trump card I left for you before you become a venerable. Remember that you can only resist the three attacks of the Heavenly Venerable."

"The next road depends on you."

"Remember this method..."

Chu Xuan silently recited the method, and his eyes suddenly condensed.

This is the method that combines the Azure Dragon Tower, the Vermillion Bird Ring, the White Tiger Talisman, and the Black Tortoise Seal!

After fusion, it can become the Heavenly Emperor Seal used by the Ancient Emperor!

It can resist the Heavenly Venerable's three full-strength attacks!

However, after three times, it will disintegrate by itself and split into these four treasures again.

Then the question is.

How can I get the other three treasures?

Chu Xuan couldn't help but smile helplessly.

The Ancient Emperor did leave him a good thing.

But he probably can't use this thing.

However, on the other hand.

Since this is the backup plan left by the ancient emperor, there is naturally no possibility of a trap.

According to the ancient emperor, as long as the red jade brick is sent to Zhifeng Mountain and handed over to the remains of the Eight-Armed Venerable, it should be able to help it revive completely.

As long as the Wind Disaster Ancestor can be revived first, then the latter can naturally continue to be immersed in a long dream.

Of course, Fang Feng Huo Zu might not be happy about it.

…

Outside Lingyun Valley.

Jutai paced back and forth, his brows full of worry.

Yuanfeng raised his head and asked, "Old friend, do you have confidence? Xuan Tianjun will go to your Mother God Mountain after seeing that thing?"

Jutai is more than five feet tall.

This is the size after compressing the blood and qi.

If the power is fully released, it will be at least twenty feet tall.

Jutai looked down at him and sighed, "To be honest, I'm not sure."

"But that thing was indeed left by the ancient emperor to the Eight-Armed Lord, and only the master of the Black Tortoise Seal can open it, so I said directly that I need Xuan Tianjun to take action."

"I hope Xuan Tianjun can nod."

He paused and smiled bitterly, "In fact, if I were Xuan Tianjun, I would not agree before. This sounds like a trap."

"After all, Xuan Tianjun's bounty on the Xutian Immortal Sect's bounty list is not low, enough to make many small and medium-sized tribes excited."

Yuan Feng could only sigh.

As an old friend, he certainly hopes that Jutai can successfully invite Chu Xuan.

But as a Hedao cultivator of the Tiandao Immortal Alliance, he hopes that Chu Xuan can stay in Xuling Mountain, which is safer and more in line with the interests of the Immortal Alliance in the long run.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Both of them kept silent.

Just at this time, the fog surged.

A figure walked out and chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Jutai, I agree."

Jutai was stunned at first, then said ecstatically, "Really? Did I hear it right?"

"Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Xuan!"

"Even if this trip is not smooth, the Juling tribe will be your friends forever!"

Chu Xuan just smiled.

This kind of polite words is enough for listening.

If it is not smooth, it is a question whether the Red Clan can continue to exist.